Word: lush
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Dates: during 1960-1969
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...also an alias frequently used by Floyd Albert Holzapfel, 36, a man with a curiously black-and-white background. A handsome, intelligent man, Holzapfel had been a wartime paratrooper who was wounded at Bastogne, a member of the Oklahoma City police department, a house detective at Miami's lush Deauville Hotel, an organizer of a West Palm Beach Young Republican Club and an assistant scoutmaster. He had also served time for bookmaking and armed robbery, had been arrested for attempted rape...
Married. Woolworth Donahue, 47, big-game hunter, playboy and heir to dime-store fortune; and shapely Judith ("Baby Doll") Church, 26; both for the second time; in the lush playhouse of "Woolie's" Long Island estate...
...Orient Express chugged proudly off on its maiden trip to Constantinople in 1883. On that first trip, the 2,000-odd miles took six days and six hours, what with all the border ceremonies and crowds along the track.* The seats had velvet covers topped by Brussels lace, and lush damask .curtains hung from the windows; the fittings were of solid oak and mahogany; on the outside of every car was a coat of arms and the proud gold lettering, "Les Grands Express Européens." Hand-cut glass separated the sleeping compartment from the outside aisle. In elegant salon...
...Ambler), who conjured up (a) fur-wrapped beauties from Hungary in conspiratorial conversation with spies in the corridor, (b) muffled sobs in the next compartment, or (c) vanishing briefcases. The only things that ever really vanished were the good service and the passengers. By the 1920s most of the lush old cars had been replaced with stern steel models, and the porters wore drab brown, offering special attention only when the palm was well greased with hard currency in advance. Then came airplanes and the Iron Curtain. By last year the traffic on the old line between Vienna and Bucharest...
...masquerading as an admiral at a wedding party. Exposed when he fails to identify a snatch of Morse code, the -phony admiral exits, announcing with sad dignity: "If I were really a nobleman, I would challenge you all to a duel." The Admiral was studded with the kind of lush melody the Italians love-Andreoli borrowed much of the opera's outdated style from Mascagni...